Freshwater Page #5

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happens, gator attack.

I'd say he's gonna be

full for a long time now.

Time enough for you boys to find him.

Still say that's not a gator.

We'll get everything

wrapped up here, Sheriff.

Sent off to the morgue for you.

I'll probably have something

for you in a few days.

Thank you, agent.

Thank you.

Thank you, hell of a welcome party.

SHERIFF:
Yes it is.

(upbeat rock music)

CLAUDIA:
I always forget how

far away this place this is.

JASON:
Yeah.

No one can here you scream.

Later we'll be something

Kids can't wait for Summer

Mom's can't wait for Fall

I'll go get things opened up.

Jeez, Claudia, it's just a gator.

I swear it just looked at me.

Hey what's happening up here?

You act like you never seen one before.

They're all over the place, come on.

Not one that looked

at me like I'm lunch.

Yeah it's a huge one.

That's what she said?

Ohhh.

(eerie music)

So still no sight of the pod.

Judging by the size of this nest.

This is one really big group of animals.

Or just one really big one.

Come on.

I've seen you before.

Come on.

What do you mean you have no service?

Come on no reception,

you're a satellite phone.

(bushes bristling)

Sh*t.

Sam.

Scared the sh*t out of me.

Not you.

What?

Looks like you were right

about your large gator.

What do you mean?

Some poor girl went and

got herself chomped.

Is she?

Yeah, dead.

That's why I'm here.

Huh.

And did that happen

around here somewhere?

Yep.

Helena.

So who's in charge?

You'll like this guy.

He's just your type.

What is that suppose to mean?

Nothing, he's very professional.

From up north.

Came here to retire.

Okay, so I'm gonna give him a call.

Make sure he doesn't do anything

stupid before I get there.

And then I'm gonna go see him.

You coming?

After you.

Welcome back, Sammy.

(calm piano music)

Hi can you connect me to the

Helena of Sheriff's department?

Sure, I'll hold.

(eerie music)

SAM:
Binoculars?

Yeah.

Okay.

Thanks.

(phone ringing)

Clyde.

Clyde.

Will you get that?

Sheriff's office.

Look, Sheriff Jones

already gave a statement.

Who's this again?

Hey.

Just tell em' no comment.

Says she's from the

Wildlife Ecology Institute.

And?

She's an expert in reptiles.

Oh.

Sorry, an alligator expert.

Okay.

Says she needs to come down

and check out Jamie's remains.

We're not even sure it's Jamie.

It's Jamie, sir.

Tattoo on her ankle.

We still have to go

through all the forensics.

We've got a hell of a lot

of paper to do which I hate

so you just tell this

gal thanks, no thanks.

Yes, sir.

I appreciate your time ma'am but.

Oh.

Okay.

Well I guess we could

use your help then.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, we're on Main Street and.

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